I was such a total spaz about being out the world today that I forgot my own promotion. I learned today at the Counter Culture Fest that sharks are less prone to get cancer than humans. I also gave the girl who told me $1 off her purchase instead of a free item! Why can't I remember these things! And her friend who didn't buy anything didn't get anything free either! So, if you are out there reading this, click the contact button and send me your address so I can send free stuffs. Sorry, I was totally out of it. Next time I have to write my promotions on my hands or something. I actually had my pile of freebes with me and I forgot.

The evening was great and I nearly cleared out all of my zombie stock. I didn't sell the zombie pillows that I made, though. I am secretly happy about this. They will go up in the etsy shop soon.

Shout out to Megan (who i miss terribly), Andrew who makes things with glass, Zombie Boy Eric who along with his girlfriend are delightful (cutest couple on the planet! and I hope he found his robot posters), Dale who's 8 year old is rad cause she worries about zombies, the dad of 13 year old twin girls who totally is the most rad parent i met all night (and has survived), boy who is going to read my book on the plane to Paris ( i hope it isn't too much about pregnancy), and all the other super people I met. And the D.C. Conspiracy folks who set the thing up. Mad props.

This is really what it is all about, these hours and hours of making things. It is about people and meeting them and sharing silliness and randomness. I have been thinking a lot about how I have this brand of sorts. Like I am a brand, not my personal self, but I have this brand-y bubble around all that I do. And how my brand kicks the ass of corporate brands and how even when my stuff is messy and imperfect I can make someone smile. I found that the more polished my items become the less interested people seem in them and how that, too, is rad. I met Beth tonight who sold me a ghost. She said she was selling to get it out of the house to make more. I remember being in that place when I first started all of this. I love that notion that you are selling things because you have too much more in your hands and head to contain. Leading up to shows where I sell stuff, I get all excited about new items and spend all this time making sure I have enough of them in case there is more than one weird person out there who will love it. I feel like my head is full of these that I wanna make just for you. And taking them out into the world lets the you find them. I am just in love with the making of things. It is the best thing I have ever done for myself because it connects me to the world and the people in it.